You work at a small bookstore, while there you noticed a biker who always drove by or came in, however he never bought anything.

While checking out a customer, someone walked up to you wearing a biker helmet with the visor up.

"Excuse me." You heard a voice and you lift your head.

"Haven't I seen you before?" You ask tilting your head.

"Oh you noticed?" He chuckles nervously.

"I drive by sometimes..my name's Zion.." Zion says as he introduces himself his gaze never leaving yours